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bri carter, tbo matt - better off alone lyrics

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[chorus]
{tbo matt}
all up in my face and she won’t leave me alone
now i’m all on my own
yeah i’m all on my own
and i’m counting up my dough
and she’s knocking on my door
wanted me for all this money
so i buy her all these clothes

{bri carter}
yeah ice on my wrist so she know that i’m cold
play me like some cards and i will never fold
and i can pick you flowers
but you just want my gold
girls like you make me better off alone
[verse 1] {tbo matt}
ooo i’m on the top
and yeah i’m counting up my dough
and i’m feeling on myself and i’m feeling like a boss
i don’t even give a d+mn if you crying in my arms
yeah i’ll put you in the ground and i’m up here living large
i don’t wanna know, i don’t wanna know why i feel this
cupid shot his shot but that fool really missed it
man i know these plots of these girls tryna k!ll me
i don’t even know if they were really with me

[chorus]
{tbo matt}
all up in my face and she won’t leave me alone
now i’m all on my own
yeah i’m all on my own
and i’m counting up my dough
and she’s knocking on my door
wanted me for all this money
so i buy her all these clothes

{bri carter}
yeah ice on my wrist so she know that i’m cold
play me like some cards and i will never fold
and i can pick you flowers
but you just want my gold
girls like you make me better off alone
[verse 2] {bri carter}
wait i shoulda seen it coming again
girls like you they ain’t ever give me respect
6 feet down cuz i’m probably better off dead
i got a price on my head
got a price on my+
and you say that i’m not myself again
well i think that you made me change again
feeling numb from all the pain again
and i might just go insane again
yeah girls like you make me better off alone
yeah girls like you make me better off+

[chorus]
{tbo matt}
all up in my face and she won’t leave me alone
now i’m all on my own
yeah i’m all on my own
and i’m counting up my dough
and she’s knocking on my door
wanted me for all this money
so i buy her all these clothes

{bri carter}
yeah ice on my wrist so she know that i’m cold
play me like some cards and i will never fold
and i can pick you flowers
but you just want my gold
girls like you make me better off alone



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